Success In The Field

Some years ago, my Brother-in-Law decided he was wanted to get married again and asked me to be his best man. He was a good guy and a good shooting partner, so I agreed (also semi- hot future Sister-in-Law). I asked him the date of the wedding, and he told me that it was to be on Halloween, and in Las Vegas. I told him that I was sorry, but I could not be present! Why not? he asked. I explained that only a damn fool would get married in Las Vegas on Halloween. Who is doing the wedding, an Elvis impersonator in a Halloween costume? This has to be a bad omen. More importantly, you must have lost your mind to expect me to miss half of the second split of Colorado Elk Season to be at a wedding!!! Much hue and cry from the family members. However, they did get married on Halloween in Las Vegas, with most of the family in attendance, but no best man! I went to Colorado solo and killed an Elk on my brother-in law’s wedding day, that was both a short hike from the road, and uphill from the truck (good omens)! I celebrated the elk (and his wedding) with a good steak and a bottle of good red wine. Some years later, they got divorced (see-bad omen), but I have fond memories of my private hunt, solo celebration, and a nice elk rack to boot.